Invincible Emperor Summoning System

Zhan Zong was startled, and within a few breaths, he landed in the void where the human race fled, and shouted in a deep voice: "Where did he go?"

Several war kings pointed their fingers in the direction of the human race's escape.

Zhan Zong smiled coldly, and then his body turned into a streamer and shot out.

When flying, the demon closed his eyes, silently feeling the breath of a strong man left in the air.

"You can't escape." Demon Zhanzong shouted coldly.

Two minutes later, the Demon Zhanzong stopped on a mountain peak and glanced around.

There are endless mountains here, and there are big trees covering the sky everywhere on the mountain, making it very easy for people to hide.

In the air, a group of three ghost cavalry flew towards them at a very fast speed. They would look back from time to time while flying, as if they were fleeing.

The Mozu Zhanzong's heart moved, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared the next moment, he blocked in front of the three Nether Cavalry.

"What are you doing in such a panic?" the Demon Zhanzong shouted.

The three of them almost collided with the Demon Zhanzong, finally stopped in the air, and said to the Demon Zhanzong, "There are masters of the race."

"Where is it?" Demon Zhanzong shouted, at this moment his attention is all on chasing and killing the clan, and he doesn't think about other things at all.

And when racing against time, they don't even pay attention to the weak Nether Cavalry.

"Over there, in a cave, that human race is extremely powerful." A Nether Cavalry shouted.

"Take me, hurry up." Demon Zhanzong shouted.

After a while, a group of people landed on a mountain, and the Nether Cavalry pointed to a cave in the distance.

In that cave, there was a vaguely familiar figure of a Demon Zhanzong sitting cross-legged, especially the silver armor, which he would never forget.

"Hehehe, the injury is too serious, you can't fly!" Demon Zhanzong grinned grimly, "It's better not to hide."

Zhanzong of the Demon Race was afraid that the opponent would escape again, so he jumped suddenly, his body turned into a black streamer and landed on the top of the cave, a black long spear appeared in his hand, and stabbed fiercely at the cave below.

"boom!"

The huge gun light enveloped the entire mountain peak, under one blow, the mountain peak was shattered, and the exploding mud splashed wildly in the void.

Demon Zhanzong yelled grimly: "I don't know if he's dead or not."

During this process, the other party has not resisted, even if he does not die, he will be dying.

Of course, the chances of not dying are very low.

Zhanzong of the Demon Race glanced coldly at his side, and there were two ghost cavalry flying behind him, looking down with him.

The Mozu Zhanzong didn't care, and continued to watch silently.

He is a high-level demon, and these Nether Cavalry are the direct descendants of the high-level demon, so it is impossible to disobey him.

It is even more impossible to betray.

This is common sense engraved in the bone.

"Little white fox, appear!" Yue Chen said silently in his heart, the little white fox quietly appeared in his armor, and his mouth suddenly sucked...

"call!"

A mouthful of icy cold air was suddenly spat out, and the Demon Zhanzong was unprepared, and was sprayed straight.

"What are you doing?" Demon Zhanzong roared angrily, the first thing he thought was that the other party made a random shot, but he didn't think that it was aimed at him.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt that the power was wrong...

It was so strong that it actually affected him.

At this moment, on the other side, a black iron rod ruthlessly swept over...

The iron rod was too fast, too sudden...

"Stop!" Demon Zhanzong stared at this scene with wide eyes in disbelief.

The Mozu Zhanzong was defenseless, and only had time to emerge with protective power.

"Boom!" The huge iron rod swept the Demon Zhanzong's waist, shattering his protective power and sending him flying.

He slammed into a huge rocky mountain, piercing the entire mountain, and then continued to slam down to the bottom of the mountain.

"Fight!" A mouthful of blood spat out from the mouth of the Demon Zhanzong.

With one blow, he also suffered a heavy blow.

"Beat the dog in the water!" Yue Chen roared, and flew out immediately.

The silver gun in his hand exploded in the void with a thunderous light, illuminating the entire sky.

The huge gun shadow stabbed fiercely towards the mountain below like a pillar of Optimus.

"Damn it, who are you?" Demon Zhanzong roared, and he finally came to his senses.

The power in the body rolled and exploded, and suddenly turned into a ball of light blocking the tip of Yue Chen's silver spear, making it impossible for Yue Chen to stab it.

Li Xiaocun endured the injuries in his body, rushed out, brandished a long black stick, and smashed fiercely at Zhanzong of the Demon Race.

"Boom!" With one blow, the ground where the Demon Zhanzong was lying exploded in a large area, and the soil splashed hundreds of meters high.

After one blow, Li Xiaocun spat out a mouthful of blood.

His injury recurred and he couldn't shoot anymore, so he had to use his remaining strength to suppress the injury.

"Your Majesty, it's up to you... If it doesn't work, I will risk my life to kill him." Li Xiaocun murmured.

In the chaotic soil, the figure of the Demon Zhanzong fiercely stabbed towards the sky.

His body is full of blood...

"Get down for me." Yue Chen yelled, the spear in his hand changed from a stab to a smash, and slammed down hard.

On both sides of Yue Chen, the little white fox and little fire appeared, and the power of ice and fire was displayed together.

A large area of ​​ice and cold emerged, spreading towards the Demon Race Zhanzong.

The flames swept across, and the long fire snake wrapped the Demon Zhanzong in it, burning crazily.

The Mozu Zhanzong was in a hurry for a while, and was hit hard on the shoulder by Yue Chen's gun, and hit the ground from the air again.

Yue Chen was overjoyed, and shouted: "His strength has been greatly reduced, come on."

Yue Chen rushed to the ground below with his gun, and the thunder gun pierced into the smoke and dust.

In the smoke and dust, Zhanzong of the Demon Race just stood up, saw the stabbing silver spear, gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, and suddenly grasped the silver spear in his hand.

The sharp spear tip was only three inches away from his chest.

Yue Chen gritted his teeth and roared angrily, "Die."

Yue Chen pushed the tip of the gun with his right hand, and stabbed fiercely.

Zhanzong of the Mozu looked at Yue Chen grimly, with an expression of refusal to admit defeat.

Yue Chen pushed his figure forward, the Demon Zhanzong's feet pulled out two long grooves on the ground, and his back smashed countless rocks...

In the process of retreating, Demon Zhanzong slowly raised the long knife in his hand.

A white light shot from behind Yue Chen, hit the body of Demon Zhan Zong, and knocked him flying.

It's Xiaobai.

The back of Zhanzong of the Demon Race once again crushed several huge boulders weighing ten thousand catties.

Xiaobai let out a breath of cold air.

Xiaohuo's figure rushed to the other side, and spit out a mouthful of flame.

Instead of melting each other, fire and ice blended together very tacitly, enveloping the Demon Race Zhanzong.

"Ah!" The Zhanzong of the Demon Race burst into power, carrying the strangulation of two powerful forces.

Yue Chen raised the silver gun in his hand and slammed it down on his head.